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As the name suggests, the furnace is like a furnace that burns everything. It is not the first time for Cheng Huan to come here, but every time he steps on the scorched stone and overlooks the roaring red-gold magma below, it makes his heart palpitate endlessly.

Elder Song stood beside him, looking greedily at the formation, and murmured in a low voice: "You guys are really talented, to be able to come up with such a big deal... It's not in vain for me to take the risk to return to the sea of ​​clouds, it's really worth it..."

Whether it's the Tenglong Sacrifice, or the current furnace formation, it's so fucking worth it!

Elder Song lowered his head and glanced at his hands.

That hand was still translucent, but there were blood veins faintly showing in it, and there was even a little golden light in the blood - it was the spiritual rain absorbed from the Tenglong Sacrifice, and the extremely pure spiritual power was washing over him. the meridian.

This is the most pure spiritual power in the world suitable for body recasting.

It is precisely because of knowing all this and thinking about the Yunhaizong's Spirit Rain Festival that Elder Song took such a big risk and sneaked back into the sea of ​​clouds.

Originally, his plan was to run away immediately after absorbing the spiritual rain, to hide his strength and bide his time.But Elder Song never expected that before the spiritual rain, he could only turn into a small leech, and on the way up the mountain, he would bite some disciples to absorb spiritual power, and among them would be Cheng Huan, a "golden inlaid jade cabbage" ".

And this Chinese cabbage will also be personally offered by a large furnace formation.

This is God is also helping!

Elder Song was really elated, but he didn't immediately show a look of complacency. Instead, he held Cheng Huan and continued to inquire about the secrets of the furnace formation: "How do you control this formation, and where will the power absorbed by the furnace be sent?"

Cheng Huan smiled wryly and said, "I can't control this big formation, actually... well, actually this big formation doesn't belong to me and my father."

He lowered his head slightly, and slowly told Song Lao a secret.

This large melting pot formation is actually Yun Haizong's blessed land and cave.

It is the dragon sacrifice ceremony in the daytime, the one stimulated by Ji Chuchen's input of spiritual power, the golden dragon head is the eye of this formation, its main function is to continuously absorb the free spiritual power in the air in daily life, compress, refine, The pure spiritual power was stored in the Fudi Cave, and then on the day of the ceremony, it was inspired by the blood of the real dragon, soaring into the sky like a volcanic eruption, and turned into spiritual power and poured it on the entire Yunhai Peak.

This great formation has existed for a long time, long enough to live the same life as Yun Haizong, and even...

"It may be longer than the history of Yunhaizong," Cheng Huan said with a wry smile, "How could my father and I be so powerful? It is said that this melting pot array was left by a chef in ancient times. It seems that he A stove for cooking."

"Using such a magnificent stove to cook and cook, I don't know what kind of rare delicacies he will make..."

"Ahem, in short, we have spent decades, but we have analyzed this large formation a little bit, and covered it with a sub-formation."

He raised his finger to show Elder Song, who squinted his eyes slightly, and carefully scanned the cave below—as expected, there was a thin red thread faintly covered on the hot corridor extending in all directions, which was drawn by the formation of the furnace. Figure, quietly absorbing spiritual power from the formation.

The scale of ingestion is much smaller than the real Fudidongtian.

Elder Song rubbed his chin: "So that's it. If this blessed place is a spiritual tree, you just put a few moths on the tree to extract its juice."

Cheng Huan: "...Don't say it so harshly, how can you call it a moth when it comes to cultivation?"

Song Lao smiled and said: "Not only are you moths, you are also crippled moths. You can only steal spiritual power from the big formation, but you can't infuse the stolen spiritual power into yourself. You need the eyes of the formation, you need medicine, It needs to stimulate the true dragon blood of the big formation, this is the ultimate reason why you want to melt Cheng Yang."

Looking at the tiny, shimmering red silk, Cheng Huan's eyes dimmed.

He was silent for a long time, and suddenly gritted his teeth: "Yes, that's right."

"We just want to melt him down and truly absorb the power of the Great Formation into ourselves! Cultivation is the way to reach the heavens, and we must fight for pennies. Are we wrong?"

"Is there anything wrong!"

Elder Song took his time and said, "Why are you so excited, kid? I didn't say you were wrong."

"On the contrary, I very much approve of your mentality. Every penny counts. That's a great way to say it. Cultivation is a road of no return. The only person you can rely on on this road is yourself, no matter friends, brothers, Taoist companions or even... …Parents are all burdens that we will leave behind.”

Elder Song's voice became softer and softer, with a hint of bewitching in it, floating back and forth in the empty cave like an echo.As Cheng Huan listened, his eyes gradually turned red.

"So, are you going to fight for yourself?"

The blood-red figure clung to the young man's ear, and whispered maliciously: "I have a lot of research on how to be a moth well. If you don't believe me, take a look..."

……

In the small "dormitory" halfway up the mountain, Jiang Xiao suddenly lowered his head and let out a muffled snort.

The little novice in the east bunk has the sharpest ears. Seeing his uncomfortable expression, he hurriedly stepped forward to support him: "Brother Jiang, what's wrong with you, are you feeling unwell?"

"...It hurts, it hurts so much," Jiang Xiao clutched his abdomen, sweating profusely in a short time, "What's going on, why is it so painful, all internal organs seem to be..."

"What's the matter, is there something wrong with practicing?"

Seeing his pale face, the novice disciple immediately panicked, and hurriedly turned around: "Brother Chen, Brother Shi, come and take a look, what is going on with Brother Jiang..."

Before he finished speaking, his wrist suddenly hurt!

The rookie disciple turned his head quickly, only to see Jiang Xiao suddenly bit his wrist hard.In an instant, the novice disciple felt something long and slippery come out of Jiang Xiao's mouth, penetrated into his body along the wound of his bite, and spread down the meridians all the way to the dantian...

Jiang Xiao raised his head.

With dull eyes and a mouth full of blood, she gave him a weird smile.

……

On Yunhai Peak, a red light suddenly appeared.

Under the incredulous eyes of the man in black and the ten elders, the red dots on the jade platform spread at a speed visible to the naked eye, dyeing most of the jade platform red in minutes.That miserable time, taking advantage of the increasingly dark night, was reflected on the faces of the two of them, making their complexions even more gloomy.

"This is impossible..." the man in black murmured.

Are these red dots evil cultivators?

That sea of ​​clouds is simply a magic cave!

"No, this is definitely wrong. Is there something wrong with the array?" The man in black shook his head again and again, almost incoherently saying, "Elder, there can't be so many evil cultivators in our sect!"

And the number is still increasing.

Just as they were talking, many white dots turned into red dots.

The ten elders looked dark.

Something must be wrong.

But what is the problem?

His thoughts turned, and many thoughts turned in his heart in an instant, and he quickly ordered: "Close the mountain immediately!"

Check it out now!

But just after the tenth elder turned around, before he could pinch Yufeng's formula——

The ground under his feet suddenly cracked inch by inch.

The rocks shattered, the sand swelled, and the ten elders almost stepped on the air. Fortunately, he reacted quickly and was able to stabilize his figure in the air.But in the next second, slender and bright red flames drilled out from the cracks in the ground, like huge tentacles, and slammed towards him fiercely!

The raging flame was extremely hot, and just getting close to it gave off a crispy feeling that it was about to be roasted, and there was a strong suction force faintly, as if it wanted to absorb all the spiritual power of the ten elders.

The ten elders' eyelids twitched wildly.

He recognized the spiritual power attached to the flames, which was obviously of the same type as the Tenglong Sacrifice he had experienced during the day, but this also meant that something even more terrifying had happened...

"The spiritual power in the secret realm is violent/chaotic," the ten elders took a deep breath, "Damn it, misfortunes never come singly!"

……

At the same time, all the elders of the council stopped their dispute in unison.

Ji Chuchen, who was standing in the center, also frowned slightly, feeling a little bit bad.

The blood all over his body surged in an instant, as if something was attracting and pulling him not far away, looking greedily at his blood, wanting to pounce on him and devour him.

The elders were also talking about it.

"What happened?"

"I seem to feel the power of the dragon."

"Strange, the ceremony has just ended, how could it..."

"It doesn't matter, go and settle the hills!"

Before the words fell, there was another roar.

It was like a muffled thunder bursting in the ears, accompanied by the rumbling tremor of the sky and the earth—no, it was not an illusion, it was really the ground and the dome of the hall that were trembling!

Everyone hurriedly rushed out of the hall, and a louder and more continuous crackling sound suddenly came.

They looked back suddenly.

The pupils of the eyes shrank suddenly.

Under the gloomy night, the majestic Yunhai Peak cracked a dark crack at some point.

The crimson tongue of fire flowed out from the crack, and spread across the valley and forest, pushing the scorched boulder to leave thousands of crimson cracks on the ground.

It was as if the sky was broken.